Chapter 414 – Your Left Hand Is Your Sister’s. I’ll Do My Right Hand.

“Is this okay, brother?”

“Uh, yes.”

“Then I’ll do this.”

The conclusion that came after one-sided communication was a ring made by rolling a long pretzel into a round shape. When Se-hee decided on the design, the boss nodded and said.

“A pretzel ring? I do a lot with this these days. If you decide on this design…”

Her speech slurred, she got up and pointed to the corner of her cafe. There was a table with various tools on it.

“Shall we go over there and take some measurements?”

“Yes.”

Se-hee, who answered excitedly, urged me as she got up.

“Brother. Wake up soon Stop dreaming.”

“I’m going, little.”

“If anyone sees it, they’ll know I’m the only one excited. Wake up soon.”

It wasn’t Sehee who was excited, but Sehee was the only one who was excited.

“It looks nice.”

The boss, who was happy to see us like this, got up and asked.

“How long have you two met?”

“Roughly, it’s been over half a year.”

“Is it so? If it’s this hot even after half a year, we’ll see each other for a really long time.”

“Yes?”

Sehee did not hide her excitement at all. Glancing at her because she was cute, she headed to the table the boss had pointed to earlier.

As we walked there, Se-hee and the boss had a short talk.

“By the way, boss. I ordered a ring before I came here.”

“Yes? Ah, did you order a star-patterned ring?”

“Yes. It’s all done now, right?”

“Sure. Make this, and I’ll give it to you. Is that okay?”

“Yes, yes, it’s okay.”

“Oh, but why are you making a ring when you already have one?”

When the boss asked this, we were sitting at a table with tools on it. Se-hee sat down while tidying up the long skirt she had been wearing today and answered that.

“Because it belongs to my sister. In fact, while making my sister’s, I’m making mine too.”

Seeing what Sehee said, the boss opened his eyes wide in surprise.

“Oh yeah? Then I will serve you.”

Slightly exaggerated, she continued as before, sitting across from us.

“Before that, take some measurements.”

After saying that, she took out a ring package or something from under the table. Rings of subtly different sizes were fitted with a large ring like a bracelet, and she held it out to me.

“Boyfriend. Boyfriend please.”

“Uh, me?”

“Then can I do it?”

“I can’t. This is what girlfriends do.”

It was Se-hee, not me, who answered. She took the package of rings she had given me and handed them back to me.

“Brother. Please.”

“Uh, yes.”

Responding to her nonsense, I accepted the ring she gave me.

Jiggle, jiggle

I thought about what to do with the package that was heavier than I thought. At this time, the boss told me what to do in a kind tone.

“Boyfriend. Dear girlfriend, put one on each ring finger of her left hand and find the one that fits.”

“Ah yes.”

“And you can do the same for your girlfriend.”

“Yes, Thank you.”

Watching Sehee nodded lightly, I picked out a ring from the package and held it out.

“Sehee. Here.”

“Here you go.”

Then Sehee naturally held out her left hand. The way she stretched out her thin, neat fingers made my heart throb for some reason.

“…”

While trying not to show it off, I found a ring that fits.

“Ah! Brother, I’m a little sick.”

“Sorry. Is it a little small?”

“It seems small. Try something else.”

“Uh, would this be enough?”

“You’ll know if you try.”

After a few mistakes, I found the right ring.

“I think this is right.”

When I handed it to my boss, she read the number on her ring.

“Is it so? Then I’ll take a look. Oh, your fingers are thinner than they look. No. 10.”

He wrote down the number of 10 on a nearby notepad and told Sehee.

“Will your girlfriend find you now?”

“Yes. Brother. Give.”

“Here.”

Se-hee, holding a package of rings, held out her hand to me. I, like her, held out her left hand, but her refusal came back.

“Nothing like that, brother. Give me your right hand.”

“Uh?”

“The right hand. Give me your right hand.”

I wasn’t the only one perplexed. A slight bewilderment was engraved on the face of the boss who looked at us with a happy face.

After checking her eyes, she asked Se-hee to give her her right hand.

“Uh, no, why?”

“Why, brother.”

But Se-hee explained the reason as if she didn’t understand me.

“Your left hand is your sister’s. I’ll do my right hand.”

“?!”

“Oh, yes. Here.”

“?!?!”

When I heard the reason, I immediately understood. Even though the boss doesn’t seem to be.

Anyway, Se-hee took my right hand and put the rings on one by one, just like I did before.

“Be still, brother.”

“It’s because it tickles me.”

“It tickles me for what I did.”

“Is it itchy?”

Sehee’s thin, thin fingers twiddling my hand was strangely itchy. At the same time, I was more nervous than just holding hands, so I secretly sweated.

“How about this time? I think this is fine.”

“Yes I’m fine.”

“All right. Then I will do this.”

Se-hee, who found my size, showed the boss the last ring she had put on.

“President. Please use this for your brother.”

“Uh, uh, yes?”

It seems that the shock of hearing our conversation earlier hasn’t gone away yet. Still, I woke up like a boss and recorded the size of the ring Se-hee held out.

“Me, my boyfriend? Uh, that boyfriend is the 17th. Uh, sure.”

She left her pen and notepad in the corner and stood up. She then brought a bundle of silver thread and a power drill from the shelf behind her.

“Uh, pretzels are made by twisting this, right? Would you like to try it?”

At those words, Sehee gave me a weak push on the shoulder.

“Brother do it.”

“Uh, me?”

“Then are you just going to watch? Sleep. Try it.”

“Okay, little.”

“Quickly, brother.”

“Don’t look at me.”

From the time I entered here, I got up from my seat while being urged by the excited Se-hee. Seeing me like that, the boss, who still had a hard face, came back to where we were and told us what to do.

“Wait.”

The boss put two layers of silver thread on top of each other in a vise fixed on the table. The other side was secured to a power drill, and he pointed at me with the handle of the drill he held in one hand.

“You can grab it now.”

“Ah yes.”

I grabbed the handle of the drill as instructed, put my index finger on the trigger and asked the boss.

“Are you pulling?”

“Yes, but you have to pull gently.”

“Yes…”

I was so focused that the end of my words became blurry without my knowledge. When I pulled the trigger lightly, the drill began to spin slowly.

Wei Ying

The more the drill rotated, the more the overlapping silver thread fixed there twisted like a twist.

“Come on, stop.”

After it was twisted evenly to a certain extent, the boss signaled to stop. When she released her trigger, she said, unscrewing the vise on the silver thread.

“I’m going to cut this in two to make a ring. If I give, the guests do as I tell them. OK?”

“Ah yes.”

“Yes! Brother. I think you can sit down now.”

Following Sae-hee’s excited reply, I sat down quietly. Then I watched what the boss was doing.

“…”

Returning to his original seat, the boss put the silver thread I had twisted on a ruler. She cut it to length with nippers, and he held out a piece of silver thread made of two pieces to us.

“Here you go.”

As she spoke, she pointed to the end of her line.

“If you look here, the end is rough, right? The customers will grind it with a file and trim it.”

As he said that, he stretched out the line.

“Thank you.”

Saying thanks and accepting it, Se-hee took the long piece that must have belonged to me.

“Uh?”

“Why.”

Seeing me embarrassed, Sehee smiled casually and said,

“Brother, I will make it for you. My brother makes mine.”

If that was the case, I couldn’t possibly object.

“Okay.”

I also took the short side that must be hers, and grinded the rough end off with her received string.

“…”

Sasak

“…”

Sasak

We didn’t talk for a while, concentrating on getting the end to the string.

“Brother.”

Then Sehee opened her mouth first. She asked, holding her tip in front of her eyes to make sure she had sharpened it properly.

“Do you plan on coming here again?”

“Uh?”

I was in the middle of grinding, so I was out of my mind. But she answered, confirming the part that had gone like her.

“Can I make another one?”

“No.”

Se-hee gave a short answer and changed the part she was observing with a file. The face continued to speak, concentrating on going.

“Not mine. It’s Mina’s sister.”

Startle!

Hearing what Sehee said, the boss sitting across from him flinched. I forcibly ignored it and talked to Sehee.

“Oh, Minah? It should be.”

“You forgot, didn’t you?”

“I hope so.”

“But. Yes.”

“Of course. I’ll come with her later when it’s time. Ah.”

I suddenly had a question, so I asked the boss.

“What time are you open here on weekdays?”

“Uh, uh, weekdays? Hey, until 8 o’clock on weekdays…”

At 8:00, it coincided with Mina’s work time. Then,

“I think you have to come back next weekend?”

“That would be nice. President.”

Se-hee, who answered me roughly, showed the boss the silver thread she was grinding.

“President. Will this be enough?”

“Oh, yes, Joe, that’s good. That’s enough. Then me, boyfriend, Boon? Shall we wait?”

“Oh, brother.”

When I said wait, Se-hee playfully urged me on.

“You’re late because of your brother. Do it quickly.”

“You’re doing it, now. Am I playing?”

“I’m telling you to move your hands instead of your mouth?”

“Are you talking to me?”

I was also playfully sarcastic and focused on threading the silver thread with the rope. Then, finally, it was polished clean enough to get permission from the boss.

“Here you go. This is fine.”

“Yes. Then, here.”

What the boss gave me were two pliers with white plastic closing parts. He set it down in front of us and pointed to the ring, which was still in the form of a string, and said.

“I’m going to bend this and make it like a ring. It’s okay if it’s a little dented then. Would a strong boyfriend do this?”

“Yes.”

Without hesitation, I accepted the pliers. While holding the ends of the silver thread with pliers and bending them, Sae-hee still asked excitedly.

“Brother. How about hanging it around Mina’s neck?”

“At the neck?”

After bending it until the ends touched, Sehee picked up the silver thread she was sharpening. It too, as if it were her first time, bent over and listened to what she was saying.

“The left hand is Sohee unnie, and the right hand is me. That’s why Minah unnie puts it on her necklace and wears it.”

If that happens, I will be able to wear all the rings.

“Good. Let’s do it. Oh, but I have to ask Mina too.”

“I asked before. I heard your sister is fine too.”

“Hey. Ask me too Don’t bully me.”

“Are you asking me now?”

“This is real.”

I also bent it until the ends touched.

“Here you go”

I held out the ring that had become a distorted oval to the boss, but

“Uh, uh, yes?”

She was out of her mind